As my feet pound
the six am road
my heart beats
to the sound of the bell
My mind flitters
to the punishment
I will have to take
God keep me safe
watch over me
my years may be many
but my heart is still young
Good luck Dave, wish I could train for something, can barely walk anymore yet I'm willing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good luck Dave, the only bell I wait for is the one they ring at closing time! !